Pieces Everywhere
I hate it when I cry. And I wasn't supposed to cry. I guess it just got overwhelming, when you feel like no one's caring about you and your feeling. I hate seeing people having fun like nothing's happening when something is happening. Yet I'm being a hypocrite to say that. Even if I was just putting my rage and sadness and fear into a game to get my mind off. But in the end. still.
i don't care about jobs anymore. i don't care about earthquakes or tsunamis or death tolls or people anymore. I don't want to care. i just want to be able to stand up and face them. i can't keep breaking down and not try to help myself. i can't help anyone if i'm like this.
god, please give me strength.
i don't care about jobs anymore. i don't care about earthquakes or tsunamis or death tolls or people anymore. I don't want to care. i just want to be able to stand up and face them. i can't keep breaking down and not try to help myself. i can't help anyone if i'm like this.
god, please give me strength.